07-02-2014, 12:44 AM
"... you smell something, girl?" Gwen muttered, although it was doubtful that Freyja could hear her over the rushing wind at this altitude. But the red wyvern was clearly scenting something, her nostrils flaring and her eyes rolling from side to side.
One of the stolen wyverns, maybe? Or something else? Frowning, Gwen did the all-around-scan, carefully checking in every direction for possible pursuit or attackers. To the left, nothing. To the right, some birds. Beneath, the mountains. Behind--
Gwen's eyes widened at the sight of the huge, black wyvern bearing down on her and Freyja. Gripping her lance tightly in one hand, she quickly gave the signal for Freyja to wheel up and around, rising with powerful beats of her wings. Was this one of the bandits? Was the old man really breeding wyverns like this monster? Why wasn't he rich?
One of the stolen wyverns, maybe? Or something else? Frowning, Gwen did the all-around-scan, carefully checking in every direction for possible pursuit or attackers. To the left, nothing. To the right, some birds. Beneath, the mountains. Behind--
Gwen's eyes widened at the sight of the huge, black wyvern bearing down on her and Freyja. Gripping her lance tightly in one hand, she quickly gave the signal for Freyja to wheel up and around, rising with powerful beats of her wings. Was this one of the bandits? Was the old man really breeding wyverns like this monster? Why wasn't he rich?
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Tangle Rose | Gwen
(Gwen's mug and fixes to Tangle's made by Echo)